I’ve been eating like a caveman since August, and having a great time with it. Frequently, people tell me how sorry they feel for me because of what I don’t eat (pastas, breads, refined sugar, processed food, etc.) but I never have really felt sorry for myself. I get to eat lots of good things. Like tonight, I had a giant (probably 16 oz.) prime rib steak, and a salad topped with blue cheese, tomatoes, pecans, diced pear, and a balsamic vinaigrette.